Lorenzo's POV:
“Where are you going?” Alonzo asked behind me as I left my office.
I looked at him over my shoulder without turning to see him and said, “Home”.
“We need to talk” he insisted, just before I took another step.
I shook my head and walked over to him and sat on my chair. He took a seat opposite of mine and grumbled something to him.
I leaned in and placed my hands on the table and intertwined my fingers and looked at him straight and waited for him to talk.
I know what he wants to talk about, so, I wait for him to start it.
He looked at me for a moment and shook his head.
“Why are you like this?” He asked me.
“What do you mean?” even though I knew what he meant, I asked him back.
“I know you’re not like this because Zoey slapped you, it might be something else.
